"The Roster of Flowers" is a huge bamboo slip, but it can become larger and smaller, and it will not take up space. There are four volumes on it, namely spring, summer, autumn and winter. There are many rosters in spring and summer, while the rosters in autumn and winter are very thin.

While enjoying the name of the flowers, Yunyao corresponded to "The Farmer's Essence", but she didn't realize that time passed. After she finished reading it, she found that the Four Seasons Flower God was still standing in the courtyard.

"I'm negligent. Please come in, four sisters." "I don't know if the four flower gods will be in the mortal world or in the heavenly court?"

"Since it's winter now, Han Rui will stay in the mortal world. I will go back to heaven with Hua Gu and Xiaoqing to wait for the spring to come, and I will replace Han Rui." Aunt Dong said.

"So that's it." It's a four-season rotation, but it's okay, otherwise the cottage will be crowded again. So she said to Han Rui, who was covered in plain white, "Then please take care of Sister Han Rui."

Han Rui just nodded slightly, without answering, her temperament was cold, and it was indeed matched with winter.

"Don't mind the God of Flowers. Han Rui's temperament is a little light, but she is very nice. You will know after getting along for a long time." Aunt Dong said apologetically. Among the four Gods of Flowers, she is like spring, and is the gentlest sister of the four.

Yun Yao naturally didn't mind, so she took out a dessert to entertain the flower god of the four seasons, and asked about some work matters.

Aunt Dong said, "Actually, you don't have to worry too much about the Hundred Flowers God. Now the Three Realms are on the right track. As long as nothing unexpected happens, our work is not heavy. Moreover, since the Hundred Flowers God can heal and cultivate innate spiritual flowers, it will definitely live up to the high expectations of Dongjun."

Sui Rong nodded and agreed: "The news that the spiritual flowers of Shushan and Xiliang Women's Kingdom were destroyed were spread to the heavenly court. Master thought about it for a long time but did not think of a treatment method. Unexpectedly, you did it. Master immediately decided to let you be the God of Flowers." "You must have confidence in yourself and also in my master. My master has been practicing for hundreds of thousands of years and will not miss it."

"Delicious." Sui Rong found that the sweets in Yunyao Caiyi were actually as delicious as heavenly court: "It's really delicious. Although heavenly court also has sweets, they can only be eaten during the event. I didn't expect that there were such delicious sweets in the mortal world."

"Don't you gods don't have to eat?" Yunyao couldn't help but say when she saw Suirong was so greedy.

"I don't have to eat, but I just like this taste." Sui Rong was very greedy and suddenly said with emotion: "I didn't expect that the human race has developed from eating raw meat and drinking blood to being able to make sweets comparable to the heavenly court. Your progress is really too fast."

Seeing Suirong's small figure, Yunyao often revealed a kind of old and deep aura, thinking that this person must be not young.

"If you like it, eat more." "What do you gods do in the heavenly court?" Yunyao was a little interested in the daily life of the gods in the heavenly court.

"Cultivation, alchemy, alchemy, cultivation..." Sui Rong's little face collapsed, obviously thinking that the daily life of the Heavenly Court was very boring: "There is also to find other gods to discuss the truth, which is very boring. It is better to the mortal world, and there are many things to do."

"We mortals all want to become gods. You are already a god. You actually say mortals are good?" Yunyao couldn't help laughing.

"It's really boring. I don't know how much the Master can be patient." "You don't know how quiet the Heavenly Court is on weekdays, it's quieter than the Yama Palace. It's all quiet and there's no sound. There's a little noise in the Yunxiao Palace. Other places are really silent, and the temperature is neither cold nor hot. Everything is impartial, neither high nor low, neither up nor down. Anyway, there's an indescribable boredom. When you stay in the Heavenly Court for a hundred years, you'll definitely want to go to earth every day."

After hearing Sui Rong's description, Yun Yao remembered the intensive care unit.

"It's really that quiet?"

Aunt Dong can testify this: "Suirong Boy is right. If there is no special situation, the heavenly court is indeed very quiet, but this is also to allow the gods to better perceive themselves, and it is a way of cultivation."

Yun Yao thought that because she had a wrong understanding when watching TV series in the past, the soundtrack would become dignified and solemn as soon as the scene of the TV series arrived at the Heavenly Court. So she thought that the real Heavenly Court also had its own soundtrack, but it was obvious that the Heavenly Court did not have a soundtrack, but was quiet so quiet that even the gods themselves could not stand it.

"So I want to stay in the mortal world for a few more days, and ask the three flower gods to go back and tell my master, saying that the Hundred Flower Gods still have many unknowns and I need to stay for guidance." "I will be with Han Rui, there will be no problem." Sui Rong decided to stay for at least one winter.

The three flower gods had no choice but to help Sui Rong.

After eating the snacks and chatting for a long time, the other three flower gods were about to go back first.

"God of Flowers, we will see you in spring." Aunt Dong said.

Hua Gu said, "See you in summer."

Xiaoqing, who was last in purple, said quietly: "See you in autumn."

After saying that, the three flower gods flew away, and the temperature of the cottage suddenly dropped a lot. It seemed that the four flower gods also influenced each other. Once the three flower gods left in spring, summer and autumn, no one affected Hanrui. Her cold temperament was no longer controlled, and the air conditioning was swept by the cottage.

Fortunately, the cottage was full of monks, otherwise they would have been frostbite.

"Sorry, I'll leave now." Han Rui also knew that once she left the other three sisters, she would cause trouble for others, so she had to leave.

"Stay." Yun Yao thought to himself that Han Rui's personality was too strange. She didn't even say she wanted her to leave. Why was she anxious?

"I always cause trouble for others." Han Rui said.

"I didn't even say trouble, how did you know you were causing trouble?" Yun Yao smiled and said, "When I feel troublesome, it's not too late to say that you are causing trouble. If you haven't waited for me to say, you'll just say that you are a trouble. Isn't that too arbitrary and too much to judge others?"

"..." Han Rui couldn't help staring at Yunyao. This was the first time she heard this statement, but she still knew very well: "Without the cooperation of the three flower gods, the cold air on my body would be uncontrollable. I have frozen many creatures to death, so I know I am a trouble. Even if you don't admit it, trouble is trouble. If I don't leave, your fief will be in danger."

"There's no need to worry. If you are so self-conscious, you seem to be a bad person." Yunyao reached out and grabbed Han Rui and said, "You stay here first, I'll ask if there is any way to suppress the cold."

"It's useless. If the cold air is suppressed, I can't hear the flower language and cannot complete the work of the flower god." The cold air of the cold air of the Hanrui is closely related to his own work.

That's really troublesome.

As expected, like everyone else, Han Rui originally hoped that Yunyao might be a little different, but in the end it seemed that it was just that. After learning that the cold air was uncontrollable, he also treated himself as a trouble.
Chapter completed!